fogging fantastic

                              

 

Hello! I come to you directly from my castle in the Land of the White! It started snowing last night and people were like, "Ashlynn, calm down. It aint' goin' to stick! It's not cold enough!" {30 degrees is pretty dang cold if you ask me!}Woke up, & what did my eyes behold? Baby white unicorns glazing the land!

I.went.butt.freaking.wild.

I went screaming through the apartment and woke up all my roommates! "SNOW SNOW SNOW, THERE IS REAL SNOW! THIS ISN'T A DRILL!" Apparently, when you're from Utah and Colorado, people aren't as hyped as Arizonians. Whatevs! White unicorns are totally worthy of a 6AM wakeup!

Next order of business:

I want you to ignore the part about us losing to Oregon State and focus on the part about fire and magicians. Funny story actually. So Crimson Nights is this huge party that is held once a month here at the U! It is a big deal and just about everyone in the school goes. Inflatables, rape floor err... I mean dance floor, and my personal favorite, free food. Anyways, this last one was a Halloween theme & it was thrillin' great. I'm apart of Freshman Council on campus, and so we were in charge of providing a Haunted House at Crimson Nights. It was in some creepy hallway where dining storage is stored and where creepers meet to have their weekly meetings. {i made that up} My group and I were in charge of the entrance! No biggy right? We got our decor up, scare on, and we were were ready to let those tiny baby kitties through their worst nightmare.Until I realized we were missing one thing.

the fog

 

You cannot honestly think you can have a decent haunted house without the basic element of fog? Please. So, I grabbed the machine and plugged that baby right in. For whatever reason, it wasn't pooping out any fog? So, what was Ashlynn's instinctive reaction to the problem? "Oh, I'll just turn it up higher!" The machine was now smoking something that wasn't fog. Within seconds, the entire fire alarm had reached all four corners of the 4 story who-knows-how-many-square-foot building! Let me tell yeah, I don't run, but boy did I run then. Everybody is pissed cause they had to evacuate and it's colder than Captain Kirk's nipples outside!

 

So, the front page of the university paper claims it was some cotton candy machine that went gangman style, but between you and I--if you can keep a secret--it was totally me.

 

Week 9 of college and I'm already a fog fighting, fire alarm starting badA with a rebelistic reputation who is commonly referred to as a fire magician.

 

Someone stop me before I get too cool.